C2 Graduation Ceremony

"Yujie," Lin Yiwen said gently as he walked over to Xia Yujie, who was taking pictures with her classmates.

"Yiwen, you came." He was a bit surprised. He clearly remembered that when he called him yesterday to ask him to accompany him to the graduation ceremony, he said that there was going to be an important meeting today. After hanging up yesterday, he didn't say how disappointed he was. After all, he had accomplished something in the shopping mall.

It wasn't easy, not to mention the fact that he looked after such a large company at such a young age. However, it was inevitable that he would be a little disappointed. Thus, when he really unexpectedly appeared in front of her today, he did feel a little bit of vanity and surprise.

"This is your achievement and your growth. Do you think that as your future husband, I won't come?" He looked at Yujie, who was wearing a maester's hat, with a smile. That delicate and pretty face that he had been infatuated with for many years. No special beauty, but the sweet dimples always know

He couldn't help but get drunk. His mouth that loved to act like a spoiled child, his sweet and cute appearance, was even more captivating than those women that purposely dressed up to be gorgeous. That cute baby face always made him want to spoil her a little more. Today's graduation suit and maester's hat were even more added to her.

A lively and beautiful charm.

"Here, congratulations, Yujie." But don't forget what you promised me, either, us. It's about time for the engagement period. " He gently whispered into her ear. That apple of red made him want to kiss her.

"Thank you, Yiwen." Yiwen happily received the bunch of white roses in his hands. She felt a little bit of disappointment in her heart. In fact, she preferred forget-me-nots or small lavender. Although it wasn't as delicate and beautiful as a rose, it was still a faint purple color …

The faint fragrance was even more overwhelming. And her favorites were purple and blue. However, Yiwen always said that the white rose represented pure love, just like the two of them, their first love. After walking together for seven years, the white rose represented their pure and deep love …

"Yes." She actually knew that he was treating her well. It was just that at times, she could be a little bit more surprised than she had expected due to her greed.

"Yiwen, you really ignore our existence the moment you see Yujie." Lin Yi Yun joked with him. People who didn't know him would often mistake her and Yiwen for siblings. They were a family 500 years ago, both with the surname Lin.

Different words of 'Yi' and 'Yi'.

"Yi Yun, congratulations. I heard that your father helped you arrange your work." Lin Yi Yun's father had some business dealings with him. It wasn't a very big business, but it was quite a small achievement.

"That's right, I can't help but say so." Lin Yi Yun smiled mischievously. When it came to this job, she was really helpless. She didn't like it, nor did she desire it, but she had never thought of betraying it.

Lin Yiwen only kept his eyes on Yujie. He only greeted people that weren't her. Of course, Yi Yun was Yujie's best friend, so he naturally treated her as his younger sister. He had a lot of things that he needed Yi Yun's help with …

Yujie's relationship with her had even surpassed his. Thinking of this, Yiwen felt a little jealous. However, when necessary, it was necessary to curry favor with Yi Yun.

Xia Yujie smiled as she looked at Yiwen. She still remembered the two of them meeting for the first time. She had just entered the first year of senior high, and he had already entered the third year of senior high. After graduating from university, in just two short years, Yiwen took over his father's company and even managed it well. He was indeed outstanding.

"Yujie, I'm so happy. I'm so jealous of others." Her classmates mocked her enviously, while Xia Yujie just let out her usual sweet smile. That's right, Yi Yun was right. She was really not satisfied. With Yiwen like that, what else could she not be satisfied with?

"Yiwen, let's go take a photo, okay?" Both of his hands hooked onto Yiwen's arm as he pulled him towards Yi Yun, who was taking a photo.

"Alright," he lovingly stroked her long hair. As long as she asked for it, how could he refuse? For her, he always felt that no matter how much he spoiled her, it wouldn't be enough.